Summary

It's the time again this year. It's time for the 2012 Stanley Games -- the true test of strength, endurance, and teamwork. This pageant of battling to the death recruits two brave tributes from sixteen of the NHL teams each spring. Who will it be this year? And who will win?

Summary

Some guys say it’s therapeutic. It’s cathartic, helps to make sense of the new world order and the madness that underlies it. Jonny’s not so sure. He thinks he just likes the violence, likes the burn that comes with a good shake down. It’s probably below him by now -- definitely below him, considering Wirtz installed him in Chicago to control things for the family business, not to beat small fry. He figures it’s all good for business anyway. It shows that nothing is too big or too small for Jonny Toews.

Summary

"What are you saying?" Johnny says slowly, because this sounds like she's trying to pick him up, which is impossible, because if Kaner has one concrete rule, it's ‘anyone but teammates.’

"We can help each other out here," Kaner suggests, crossing her legs in her too-short skirt. "That's all. Two friends helping each other out in a dry spell. You're free to do whatever. It wouldn't be a big deal."

Summary

Have you ever wondered what a travel show with Ovie as the host, Nicky Backstrom as the pretty co-host and Sasha Semin as the enigmatic cameraman would look like?

A not!fic featuring Pittsburgh: the city of love, co-dependent douchebags (in love), Semin being enigmatic, the Swedish grape vine, and way more ridiculous than should probably exist in one place. Plus Sid and Geno being 'that couple.'

Summary

Sometimes Patrick wondered what it would be like to actually settle down with a client, but no one had ever wanted to keep him like that. Not that he had ever been too interested in any of them, anyway, but it was the principle of the matter. After all, Sidney had to fight off three different, extremely persistent men before he let Malkin catch him and keep him.

Summary

Patrick could be moving mountains in this state, sweat dripping down his hair over his face, breathing hard and the muscles in his legs aching after a while, he could go on forever and be happy to; this could be his day job and he’d be a pig in mud, so fucking satisfied. It could have been. It’s not.

Patrick Kane's life - two jobs, three sisters, a sick mother - changes drastically when Jonathan Toews - local star, prospect for the Chicago Blackhawks, recently injured - comes back into town. It shouldn't make sense but it does, it shouldn't give Patrick any hope, but it does.